DOUGH, Worth Being Fat For

I run a whole damn lot, which most people would take as a sign that I want to be “healthier.” FALSE. The real reason comes in the shape of a doughnut, tastes like a doughnut, and actually is a doughnut. Specifically, a glorious, otherworldly doughnut from DOUGH.

Blood Orange with Candied Orange. Hibiscus. Passion Fruit with Cocoa Nibs. Dolce de Leche. Like, I don’t even know what to write anymore if I actually have to write more to make you want to check this place out. Even better, they also set up shop at the Brooklyn Flea and only charge $2 a cakey, stomp-on-the-ground-because-you-can’t-believe-it-tastes-so-good pop. Check out the Food Curated video posted below for a bite more behind the scenes info, but be prepared to wipe the drool off your keyboard after.

Jill S.

Jill is an Ohio native and Boston University graduate who refuses to stop saying "pop" and wearing her Red Sox gear despite being heckled for doing so since moving to Brooklyn. She's been honing her thrifty ways since doing that silly thing people talk about when they ignore reason to follow their hearts and chose a career in the fulfilling but faltering music industry. She earns her beer money as a publicist and writer, and spends her spare time cooking, biking, and trying to decide if she's ready to get a cat.

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